Chapter

 1 6 |         throbbed with triumphant joy. ~Boxtel was so eager to
 2 6 |     cheek. ~Boxtel trembled with joy. Fifteen or twenty tulips,
 3 12|     without a feeling of sincere joy, that, laying his head on
 4 13|      Isaac for demonstrations of joy, began to belabour him with
 5 14|        or so beyond himself with joy, as he would have been but
 6 14|           and Rosa, beaming with joy, and beautiful in her pretty
 7 14|         heaven, uttered a cry of joy, -- ~"Oh, Rosa, Rosa!" ~"
 8 15|    Cornelius's heart leaped with joy. He had not yet dared to
 9 15|       look beaming with love and joy. ~Rosa cast down her eyes,
10 16|       you, my dear Rosa. All the joy of my life has still to
11 16|          clapping his hands with joy, "you are a good pupil,
12 17|        Oh, Rosa, only imagine my joy, this morning I looked at
13 17|       the cause of the ferocious joy of Gryphus, uttered a cry
14 21|          him as if new life, and joy, and liberty itself were
15 21|       then awoke, trembling with joy, and muttering, -- ~"Rosa,
16 21|       had formed. ~Great was the joy of Cornelius at this news,
17 21|          Cornelius trembled with joy, so much so that he was
18 21|   Cornelius uttered a cry of mad joy. ~Then, suddenly stopping
19 22|       choking with happiness and joy. He opened his window, and
20 22|           with his heart full of joy and delight, remained at
21 22|      little risk to give a great joy; here it is, take it." ~
22 23|          Great therefore was his joy when he saw the usual evening
23 26|      herself and nearly mad with joy and fear at the idea of
24 26|       any news of his tulip; his joy when she went to see him
25 27|       bowed with a heart full of joy, and received the congratulations
26 28|  patience, since I have lost the joy and company of Rosa, and
27 31|           radiant with rapturous joy, who had the distinguished
28 31|      been a spectre spoiling the joy of the festival for him,
29 31|       did not perceive Rosa; his joy therefore was not spoiled. ~
30 32| indifference of a man to whom no joy remains in this world. ~
31 32|          a melancholy tone; "the joy of others pains me; please
32 32|  Cornelius, nearly swooning with joy, and staggering on the steps
33 33|          and beyond himself with joy, to the foot of the throne